Incarcerated? Use Your Cell Phone. — 6 Comments

  1. Hey, 60! It doesn’t work.

    I drained the water out of my toilet and shouted your name until I passed out from the fumes. You never answered…….

  2. Just EWWWW! Even when I am sick and in the throes of worshipping the porcelain god, I won’t touch the nasty thing. I have perfected the hands-free, long-distance barf. I’d talk to myself before I’d talk through a toilet.

    I was hoping I could come up with something pithy (or pissy) and clever, but I ain’t got sh*t.

  3. I agree, barf in a wastebasket is my first choice.
    You think about a clever retort for the post and come back later, K?